The Sentinels Hakuna Matata

Oh.

Kirain’s posture softened instantly, her earlier tension draining away. As long as Solenya wasn’t in danger, wasn’t hurt or at risk, everything else could be forgiven. A flicker of embarrassment crossed her features, her ears twitching as she lowered her gaze.

Forgive me, lupine. I… I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. Her sigh was quiet, weighted. Don’t mind me. Old instincts die hard, I suppose.

But as Solenya spoke of love and family, Kirain's expression shifted. Her ears folded back, and she turned slightly away, as if shielding herself from memories too sharp to face.

Love isn’t worth it, Solenya, she said softly. Everyone leaves, in the end. Even the ones you think will stay forever—the ones who feel like your future. They go, and you're left empty. A bitter edge crept into her voice before she caught herself. Love is fickle. Cruel. But… it’s your life. Your choices. I’ll always support you.

She looked back over her shoulder, managing a small, weary smile. I hope you get to see him again. He must’ve meant something, to leave such a mark on you.